Mr.Pakenham, in rather a lofty fashion, it seemed to me, obeyed the polite request, but scarcely had seated himself ere he again rose with an important clearing of his throat.

He was one who never relished the democratic title of "Mr." accorded him by Mr.Tyler, whose plain and simple ways, not much different now from those of his plantation life, were in marked contrast to the ceremoniousness of the Van Buren administration, which Pakenham also had known.
"Your _Excellency_," said he, "her Majesty the Queen of England's wish is somewhat anticipated by my visit here to-day.

I hasten only to put in the most prompt and friendly form her Majesty's desires, which I am sure formally will be expressed in the first mails from England.

We deplore this most unhappy accident on your warship _Princeton_, which has come so near working irremediable injury to this country.

Unofficially, I have ventured to make this personal visit under the flag of this enlightened Republic, and to the center of its official home, out of a friendship for Mr.Upshur, the late secretary of state, a friendship as sincere as is that of my own country for this Republic." "Sir," said Mr.Tyler, rising, with a deep bow, "the courtesy of your personal presence is most gratifying.